The hour of Cow-dust

. .                           Go-Dhuli-Bela                     A poignant poetic time                 As the sun hits the horizon                   Is the time when cows return                   After grazing hours work done                   On dusty tracks raising a cloud                    Off hooves   of returning cows Now the                     Crimson   and  Light Ochre Day is waning                       Family   Trots    Lazily Moon is awake                      Lifting   the  Sun       In a cloud Crimson haze                   Hour   is   Low     The sunset slows Night awaits                     Time  hangs   Suspended is night On Track                     Bells tinkle Drum beats of hooves as herd                 Go - Dhuli   the dust off cow hoof Trots         Bela is time   Hour, time to return Back    As the cows return on dusty tracks, lifting the Sun, in a dusky haze Suspended is time                       It is the hour ;                                               Of Cow Dust:                                                               Go-Dhuli-Bela